"Jiang Yao, you're fucking crazy!" Wen Xuehui opened her mouth in a hurry and scolded rudely, she was not ruthless and did not save it, but she looked at the more and more slippery soil, and she couldn't give up, leaving the lives of the three of them here to accompany the soldiers who wanted to save them.

"Xue Hui, he is Lu Xingzhi, he is Lu Xingzhi, he is my husband, he is my husband!" Jiang Yao's tears rolled down like beads that had been stripped of the thread, "Lu Xingzhi!" Stop by land! Can you hear me calling you? Please live~"

At this moment, Jiang Yao finally felt what fear was, she was afraid that Lu Xingzhi's life would end at this moment, and she was afraid that she would lose this husband she had been hiding for many years.

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Have you ever wondered? How strong is a person's life?

Without feet, you can live, without hands, you can live, without half of your stomach and liver.

Have you ever experienced how fragile a person's life is?

Overnight, in the blink of an eye, or even, in the snap of a finger, a living person became a black and white portrait.

And just like that, he died.

This is the fragility of life, too weak to be vulnerable.

"Jiang Yao, mourning, he is already gone, and he will not come back." Wen Xuehui hugged Jiang Yao, who had not spoken for a few days, and was distressed and didn't know what to comfort.

That day, listening to Jiang Yao crying and shouting that the person who was buried was her husband, she was shocked, shocked, and even lost her mind, and Jiang Yao went to dig the soil with bare hands with another warrior, if it wasn't for the warrior who came in time to pull them away, then the three of them would be buried in the soil that collapsed a few seconds later.

After the rain stopped, the troops cleaned up the collapse and found the body of Jiang Yao's husband, and that night, they took the lives of two soldiers of the army, and took the lives of two children and an elderly man in the village.

Wen Xuehui thought that in her life, she didn't dare to think back to that night, the lightning and thunder accompanied the sad cries of everyone in the car, and she turned her face to look, and Jiang Yao's miserable white face.

"Sister-in-law, this is the company commander's thing." The little soldier handed over the things that belonged to Lu Xingzhi with red eyes, "The box is full of company commander's merit medals and some certificates or something, this set of clothes is the company commander's military uniform, sister-in-law, I'm sorry ......"

Jiang Yao looked at the thing that belonged to Lu Xingzhi in front of him, and now, the thing called a relic raised his hand, and his fingertips trembled slightly and opened the wooden box that was old on the top, "When was he transferred to your troops?" ”

"It's been almost two years." The little soldier responded, "It was not long after my sister-in-law went to the village to be a volunteer doctor that the company commander was transferred. ”

"He was already there when I went to your army to give your military doctor a hand~ At that time, you all know my relationship with him, right?" Jiang Yao clutched the pain in her chest, this pain, she couldn't tell what it felt, it was like a virus that was gradually eating away at her whole body perception, "No wonder at that time, you always called me sister-in-law when you saw me." ”

At that time, she naively thought that the title sister-in-law was just a collective term for a married woman by the warriors.

It turned out that Lu Xingzhi was so close to her at that time, she was helping in his troops, and he was avoiding her.

She knew that he must be afraid that if she found out that he was here, she would avoid him once again and leave the little mountain village.